"Good night, Boy Wonder. Have pleasant dreams."
"NO! No pwesant dreams. Daddy told me to have SWEET dreams."
Hey, whatever works.
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- Good night...
- Twelve weeks
- The peacock scared my popcorn
- This post brought to you by my spam filter
- Odds and ends
- Early to bed
- Mission accomplished! Well, sort of.
- Here's your fizzy water!
- La leche post
- The mother monologue
- Note to one of my neighbors: your son needs to was...
- Cue circus music
- Wow
- Statistically improbable phrases
- Quoth Boy Wonder
- Gonna wash that...oh, never mind
- Brand recognition
- The power, alrighty, of doing your own thing
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About Me
- Anithe
- Mother, wife, bookworm, Leo. Full-time editor; part-time bookseller. Accompanied in all endeavors by Dragon (spouse), Boy Wonder (Son the Elder), Action Hero (Son the Younger), and Charming Bungalow (the house).
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